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[28 Nov 2004|09:53pm] |
I have pictures of the 19th and a few other random things.
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[21 Oct 2004|10:19pm] |
Since my ujournal is lost ona gone forever, I've decided that I need another journal. Back to blurty!
Papa Frijole1369: now theres 2 answers to my eternal question
Papa Frijole1369: "whats better than having sex with a 13 year old vietnamese boy...?"
Papa Frijole1369: 1) Scratch n Sniff Kama Sutra book
Papa Frijole1369: and 2)
Papa Frijole1369: this retreat
AWW MAN! Retreat tomorrrrrow. I'm crazy excited. I made some brownies, and have some caffinated stuff. I have to finish reorganizing my CD's tonite, and shove RX Bandits in my case tomorrow. The cabins are assigned so I don't know who I'm with...
I really REALLY hope I'm not stuck with some random 12 year old or something... I wouldn't spend any time in there. Besides, I'll be so far away and I'll get crap-tastic service. I called Mike tonite, but he wasn't there.
All well, I tried, right?
I picked up my paycheck today. They took ou $60 for taxes + social security... !!!! I had a $310 check! It was down to $260... grr.
Anyhow, there won't be an update until Sunday night.
I'LL SEE YOU CATS ON SUNDAY!
If you need to get in touch with me, try calling the cell. I'll do my best to answer if we're not in a rehersal. I'll be home around 11:15 sunday MORNING, so if anyone wants to do anything on sunday, drop me a line because I dont' have to work.
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[24 Jul 2004|10:58pm] |
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[19 Jul 2004|01:20pm] |
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I won't be attending warped this year.
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[19 Jul 2004|01:19pm] |
stolen from  garbagepailkids:
JULY:
Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.
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[18 Jul 2004|09:36pm] |
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Greg says not to worry about forgetting ted's name...cause I DID apologize to him even if he didn't wanna hear it.
all well.
I should have some more pictures soon...of my attempts to play guitar and sing at the same time and then one of my and my trombone...and one of ben and david, my fish...
I sat around all day today. I was supposed to go to a concert tonite, but that fell through. Otherwise I would've gone to the barn and the rennisance[sp?] fair with liz. grr.
I had something really random to put here...but I definately don't remember what it was. I've got streetlight manifesto stuck in my head though.
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[16 Jul 2004|11:15pm] |
Love is never having to say you're sorry
WHAT?!
Anyhow. I practiced with Stefano's band today. His friends make me smile-y. Awesome people. Once I finally started paying attention [after food was eaten] I got the basic hang of it and all I really need to do is play louder.
much louder.
Other then that I've got the rhythms down and the notes down...or what they're supposed to sound like anyhow. I'll get that as soon as I practice. Apparently if I don't play louder by the next practice:
TeNaCiousLy SD: or well ska you to death
hmmm...Anyhow, I learned the parts to 3 songs. I felt bad cause they had to teach me. Oh well. Stefano downloaded FinaleNotepad and ghetto-fied it up by writing it in 8th notes. But its all good cause I learned it from there.
After that went down, Ted, Stefano, Greg and Christian played video games as I sat there in awe trying to figure out why the hell kirby and jiggly puff were beating the crap out of each other on a plane...
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[16 Jul 2004|10:46am] |
You know what irks me? When people my age think they're in love, or think that they're gonna marry whom ever they're dating at this current point in time. It's upsetting.
Like when people have dates in their icons or profiles that say things like 4/8-forever ahh I HATE that. It's like...I simply can't wait for something to go wrong and ruin their fun. Though I admit to having thought this once [and ONLY once with someone who won't be mentioned] it still upsete me to see someone say 'i love you' to someone else like that and not mean it.
It's just...I hate that.
The person who says it is LYING to the other persons face. How can anyone deal with that? I can't.
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[15 Jul 2004|05:25pm] |
I got myyyy perrrrmiitttttttttt :)
Got a hundred on the vision and written test.
I rule.
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[14 Jul 2004|04:48pm] |
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[14 Jul 2004|03:11pm] |
Whew. Anyhow, so this is gonna be weird but thats too bad. At ozzfest I got terribly sunburned and my face started peeling yesterday [ick] and I REALLY hope its gone by tomorrow cause I'm going to jazz tomorrow morning and [this....is gonna sound band geek-ish] theres this trombone player I sit next to...haha. Anyhow, I was gonna go say something the other day but then I spilled my water all over myself and looked like an idiot...so I stayed put.
So this girl who played oboe last year and thought she was the shit cause she had this mad expensive instrument was there again this year. Oh god. She's got a new oboe. It's a conservatory style baroque ROSEWOOD model. And she does no justice to that instrument. She still sounds like ass. Now this is something I would expect from someone who'd been playing for a few years, maybe BUT SHE'S 24!!! She's been playing since 4th grade and I'M better then she is! The only thing she has to impress people with is her oboe.
And then she was trying to correct me and she was telling me how to do things...oh god I wanted to shove the instrument up her - I mean what? Ugh, I hate people like that.
So chorus was alright. Only none of my altos can sing...or read choral music. Thats upsetting. But Amy Lakatos' boyfriend, Mike, is there. That was something I didn't expect. He sits behind me sorta-ish and we talked for a little bit beforehand. I'm playing flute for one of the songs which is a good thing because I hate that song.
I think I may have cut my lip with a guitar pick. Don't ask how that happened. It just did. I'll have a non band related entry later on today.
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[12 Jul 2004|03:35pm] |
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Let's try this again, shall we?
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[17 Feb 2004|12:27pm] |
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im sleepy. tired. bored.
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[27 Nov 2003|03:23am] |
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Well, its what now? 3:23 am? At about 2:40 I was stairing out my window with my light on, as usual, and I hear something on the side of my house. Low and behold, 2 seconds later I see someone looking right back at me through the other side of the glass. Can we guess who it was?
no...try again
no
no...you suck at this
It was Deives...oh joy! My sister's ex and father of my neice tried to break into out house through my window. He wanted to see my sister. Scared the shit outta me for a sec, until he realized I had seen him and he jumped down. First I thought it was neighbor boy, but dropped the idea when I called the cops. [yees...I can't believe I ratted him out, buyt I'd rather not see other people staring back at me at 2:45 in the morning. My sister hates him, my parents hate him - personally, he hasn't done anything to me, - now I don't like him. [you know...I don't tend to jump for joy when people try to come through my window.] See now...freaks like me who stay up all night get tp catch these things. What would happen if I'd never seen him? If I'd been asleep or downstairs? He would've gotten in. It doesn't creep me out because he tried to break in, it puzzles me that he tried to get into my room. Man, my blinds are always up, but my window is locked, bitch.
Anyhow, thats my story for the evening.
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In my sickness today, I decided that I wanted milk. So I ventured to the fridge and being the person that I am, drank straight from the carton. After swallowing about a cup and a half, I realized that my milk was chunky and sour. MORAL: don't drink from the carton. [especially when its dark and you can't smell the difference between good and not good milk]
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[31 Oct 2003|08:42pm] |
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"NEW YORK (AFP) - The moral of the story is simple. If you drop your mobile phone into the toilet bowl ... just walk away"
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[30 Oct 2003|08:25pm] |
angrypepper777: wait wait wait....my cats are going to kidnap me? Hows that gonna work?
MRebb2: its halloween nethign can happend
angrypepper777: so, youre saying that I can make carson daily explode just cause its halloween and anything can happen?
angrypepper777: caouse I'd pay to see him explode
MRebb2: lol
...wouldn't you?
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[26 Oct 2003|09:05pm] |
unpleasentries
08:48pm 26/10/2003
mood: uncomfortable
I've been so good about it for so long now. Since august...its been terrible. Thats why I've been so angry and twitchy...because I've been so good. But there were so many people, and so much of it...it was hard. But I've been so far. Oh, I just needed one hit...just one, but no. I couldn't. I can't. But I need it so bad . Give me credit because god I've been so good. Two months I've been off it and now its everywhere. Everyone has it and theyre all near me...even if its not the real thing and its just clove its still there. Come home John.
(Tell me a secret)
ive been watching
08:40pm 26/10/2003
mood: anxious
Life is a song and the lyrics just keep rolling on through my head in a never ending circle until I die. The disdain I feel can only come from others who refuse to unshield themselves from the dark. The light wont save you forever and the sky will never be blue for those who refuse to see the light - the shit the world is full of. The pain I see in the eyes of others is enough to prove to me that you're suffering. All I can say to you is look around you and stop looking up, just smile and agree with whatever is thrown your way and kill everyone else later.
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[23 Oct 2003|04:02pm] |
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MRebb2: write bout me
I've got a nirvana comver to bring in tomorrow that john and I did last spring before [the unpleasent-ness]. Remember Error 504? Apparently we were good cause I saw our name written on a desk today in english and we never played in woodbury. Only in hartford. Anyhow, [this is me talking about jake...JAKE!] Hmm....I didn't know he was from newtown, i thought he was from brookfield but w/e. I'm sleepy. I also have chili...CHILI! woohoo. Fuck do I love chili. mmhmm. Tasty good, it is. When you feel ill-amused with the rest of your online visit the darker side of moth at http://www.deadjournal.com/~deadbunny777 c'mon...itll be fun. I won't bite.
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